The first counterattack plane: Don't guess the mind of the prince 23

Mo Xiaomo really didn't know how he saw the word disgust from the eye bubbles of that group of koi, but he really saw it, hey!

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Xiaomo was salvaged by the family who came from all over the place.

The little maids still wanted to stay and watch their prince get along with the future little princess, but they were forced back by Qin Qing's eyes......

Mo Xiaomo had two aquatic plants on his head, and a breeze blew, and his body trembled.

Suddenly, he felt a warmth on his shoulders, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Qin Qing, who was expressionless, taking off his robe and draping it on himself, the warm feeling made Mo Xiaomo smile slightly, and his heart was inexplicably slightly hot.

The dimples on Mo Xiaomo's side rippled, the little tiger teeth were exposed, and with the tip of his nose that was red from the cold, he looked stunned but cute and playful.

"Thank you for the rescue." The girl's voice was crisp, playful and neat into Qin Qing's ears

"No, you saved this king on Chang'an Street before, this thank you should be said by this king."

"Hehe~, what can be saved or not, it just so happened, who knew that there would be a hidden arrow at that time." Mo Xiaomo raised his hand and scratched his head, smiling innocently.

Qin Qing hid the churning eye waves in his eyes, narrowed his eyes, and looked at Mo Xiaomo, who was sitting on the ground shivering coldly, "What's your name?" Why not shout for help. ”

'Why don't you shout for help?' Qin Qing's question obviously stopped Mo Xiaomo of the Optimist faction, Qin Qing didn't hear the response, and looked down at the girl who looked ahead in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, her brows furrowed slightly.

Just to say, if Mo Xiaomo didn't want to tell his name, he would also force it, but I saw the girl raise the corners of her mouth, the dimples on the side of her cheeks were slightly rippling, although it was a immature face, but it was like many years ago, and her smile was like a flower, and her eyes were full of flowers......

"Because I forgot to shout for help, hehe~," he got up from the ground by himself as he spoke, and when Mo Xiaomo lowered his head, no one saw the silence that flashed in Mo Xiaomo's cat eyes......

"My name is Mo Qingcheng, and your name is Qin Qing, I know." Seeing the girl talking to herself innocently with her wet little head on her back, Qin Qing's expressionless face was slightly soft, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked.

The tip of his tongue spit lightly, "Mo Chengcheng? This king thought you were calling Erya. ”

Mo Xiaomo black line, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go, it was simply a soldier who could not be killed, and picked up his little fist and went on, "Erya, you are called Erya, your whole family is called Erya!" Qin Qing looked at Mo Xiaomo, who was rushing towards him, and for some reason, his mood was miraculously comfortable after a few days of haze.

The hand flipped lightly and easily picked up Mo Xiaomo's angry blow, looking at Mo Xiaomo who was in a state of fried hair, the corners of his mouth were lightly raised, and he chuckled.

"Girl Erya, although you are the king's life-saving benefactor, aren't you afraid that the king will punish you if you commit such a crime?" Although he wanted to ask for guilt, the lightness implied in his tone revealed Qin Qing's good mood at this time.

Mo Xiaomo tugged on the wrist that was grabbed by Qin Qing, and when he found that he couldn't break free, he pouted and said, "Sixth prince, this girl saved you, do you have anything to repay me?" And it's not allowed to be called Erya! ”

"Isn't the second girl going to let this king make a promise?" Qin Qing looked down at Mo Xiaomo, who was holding his lips and struggling by himself, the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, and he actually made a joke.

Okay, it's still Erya, forget it, why should you bother with an ancient, a new human being in the 21st century, whether it's called Erya, Mo Tingcheng, what does it have to do with you.